If pizza were a man, I’d have married it.
Do you, Leslie, take this Pepperoni with onions and pineapple, for greasy or not, through thick and thin crust, with marinara or Alfredo, ’til high cholesterol do you part?
I saw a tshirt today that read,
Can’t get out of bed.
Send help and pizza.
Or just send pizza.
Bravo. Bravo. Now if we could do something about those pesky calories.